Ghost Spec-ops Chapter 3
Sorry bout not putting up another chapter in so long. Dads had been messing
around with my computer. Well where was I..
Kyaela woke up at a small sound. Terry was all ready awake coming out of the cockpit. "There are protoss on radar. Let's get ready before they find us." Terry spoke softly, but Kyaela could hear worry in his voice. Terry walked over to the weapon locker and shot off the lock. Upon opening it he found only a gauss rifle and a c-10 Canister rifle. There were boxes of 7.62 mm Gauss shells and some 50 mm rifle shells. He pulled the canister rifle off the wall and loaded a single shell. He checked his sword and turned to Kyaela. "There is a Chain gun on the roof. Man it." He ordered. "And what will you do?" "Welcome them" He sheathed his sword and turned to the airlock snapping on the helmet of a space suit.
Kyaela opened the hatch in the roof and climbed thru. Inside was a small seat with only two joysticks in front of it, a small data screen and radar. She changed the data screen to ammo, and discovered she only had 2500 bullets and six missiles. Wish I had more ammo she thought as she sat down and buckled in.
About seven hundred meters away an arbiter scouted the area, while hidden under its cloak was two scouts and two shuttles. The observers were just coming back to the arbiter to report what they found when bullets ripped thru the air. One of the observers was torn to bits, the resulting explosion throwing off the arbiter's cloaking field. The scouts turned towards where the fire came from and retaliated with their anti-matter missiles. (that right? forgot the name) The dropship, on auto pilot rolled out of the way barley dodging the missiles. The dropship chain gun then retaliated with its own missiles. One hit the scout's shield and the other took out the shield and damaged the engine. The scout turned and retreated towards a new ship warping in. A carrier had arrived and sent out its interceptors.
Kyaela cursed to herself as the carrier warped in. She opened fire on the other scout with the 150 mm chain guns. The scout rolled but was still hit, damaging the shields. As she was occupied with the scout, the two shuttles made their way closer preparing to board the dropship.
Terry opened his eyes when the alarm on the wall beeped, indicating the outer airlock was opened. He drew his sword and took careful aim. If there were protoss coming in he would take its head off. The outer airlock closed and the inner opened. He saw four feet and five energy blades. Damn! A dark templar! He adjusted his aim to hit the dark templar first. The airlock slid open slowly at first, then quickly opened. He pulled the trigger. The 50 mm shell flew out of the barrel. The zealot never had a chance. His head exploded and splattered his blood against the wall. His two blades clicked off, but there were still three left and only one zealot visible. He rushed forward taking advantage of the zealot's surprise and took its head off in one swoop. The dark templar was more aware though, and dodged the sword swing. The templar retaliated with his own swing, aimed at Terry's chest. Terry blocked the attack and threw the templar's sword to the side. But with the templar cloaked, he didn't see the foot heading for him. Terry was thrown off balance, but with his armor on the dark templar's cloak was damaged. That makes things easier thought Terry as he retaliated with a punch to the templar's face. He stumbled backwards and found his sword. Before the templar could swing though, Terry disarmed him with a roundhouse kick and grabbed the sword. He swung at the templar and put a large gash in its side. The templar dodged the next swing and retreated into the airlock. "We will meat again, terran." The templar spat at him. The airlock slid close and the Dark Templar walked into the shuttle. The shuttle was then teleported away from the dropship and to the arbiter. The remaining ships did a quick retreat. Terry was puzzled at this and went to the cockpit. When he got there the radar was going crazy. It had over fifty new contacts. Twenty five were all terran battle cruisers. It was the other forty that worried him. Mutalisks.
Hope you liked it! R&R!
Kyaela woke up at a small sound. Terry was all ready awake coming out of the cockpit. "There are protoss on radar. Let's get ready before they find us." Terry spoke softly, but Kyaela could hear worry in his voice. Terry walked over to the weapon locker and shot off the lock. Upon opening it he found only a gauss rifle and a c-10 Canister rifle. There were boxes of 7.62 mm Gauss shells and some 50 mm rifle shells. He pulled the canister rifle off the wall and loaded a single shell. He checked his sword and turned to Kyaela. "There is a Chain gun on the roof. Man it." He ordered. "And what will you do?" "Welcome them" He sheathed his sword and turned to the airlock snapping on the helmet of a space suit.
Kyaela opened the hatch in the roof and climbed thru. Inside was a small seat with only two joysticks in front of it, a small data screen and radar. She changed the data screen to ammo, and discovered she only had 2500 bullets and six missiles. Wish I had more ammo she thought as she sat down and buckled in.
About seven hundred meters away an arbiter scouted the area, while hidden under its cloak was two scouts and two shuttles. The observers were just coming back to the arbiter to report what they found when bullets ripped thru the air. One of the observers was torn to bits, the resulting explosion throwing off the arbiter's cloaking field. The scouts turned towards where the fire came from and retaliated with their anti-matter missiles. (that right? forgot the name) The dropship, on auto pilot rolled out of the way barley dodging the missiles. The dropship chain gun then retaliated with its own missiles. One hit the scout's shield and the other took out the shield and damaged the engine. The scout turned and retreated towards a new ship warping in. A carrier had arrived and sent out its interceptors.
Kyaela cursed to herself as the carrier warped in. She opened fire on the other scout with the 150 mm chain guns. The scout rolled but was still hit, damaging the shields. As she was occupied with the scout, the two shuttles made their way closer preparing to board the dropship.
Terry opened his eyes when the alarm on the wall beeped, indicating the outer airlock was opened. He drew his sword and took careful aim. If there were protoss coming in he would take its head off. The outer airlock closed and the inner opened. He saw four feet and five energy blades. Damn! A dark templar! He adjusted his aim to hit the dark templar first. The airlock slid open slowly at first, then quickly opened. He pulled the trigger. The 50 mm shell flew out of the barrel. The zealot never had a chance. His head exploded and splattered his blood against the wall. His two blades clicked off, but there were still three left and only one zealot visible. He rushed forward taking advantage of the zealot's surprise and took its head off in one swoop. The dark templar was more aware though, and dodged the sword swing. The templar retaliated with his own swing, aimed at Terry's chest. Terry blocked the attack and threw the templar's sword to the side. But with the templar cloaked, he didn't see the foot heading for him. Terry was thrown off balance, but with his armor on the dark templar's cloak was damaged. That makes things easier thought Terry as he retaliated with a punch to the templar's face. He stumbled backwards and found his sword. Before the templar could swing though, Terry disarmed him with a roundhouse kick and grabbed the sword. He swung at the templar and put a large gash in its side. The templar dodged the next swing and retreated into the airlock. "We will meat again, terran." The templar spat at him. The airlock slid close and the Dark Templar walked into the shuttle. The shuttle was then teleported away from the dropship and to the arbiter. The remaining ships did a quick retreat. Terry was puzzled at this and went to the cockpit. When he got there the radar was going crazy. It had over fifty new contacts. Twenty five were all terran battle cruisers. It was the other forty that worried him. Mutalisks.
Hope you liked it! R&R!